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May 2015
It seems like it was coming to the end
Judging by your assumptions
I could tell
By the long silences
That pierced the air
The same air
That you thought
Was filled with love
When we were looking down
On the earth
Yes those days
When I thought
I ruled the world
We held the stars
By our palms
Sprinkling the innocence
Into every corner
Of the darkness,
Trying to find the light
On this earth

Yet like all stars,
Loves burns out
Into ashes
Sprinkled into the sea

I learned that
By the reaction you gave
When he held your hand
Tighter than I ever could

You were strangely less in pain
Than you were ice.
You were triumphant in your mind
Of the logic
That you hold seemed right.

Where did you go?
Thats all I ask sadly
My friends tell me
To leave my baggage behind
Yet I can't seem
To take the bags
You left on my eyes

The sleepless nights
Was the only warmth
To keep away from snow
I was buried
Homeless
I ate from the crumbs
You left from my stubbornness
My heart had no map
To find the mistakes
I made with you

Where are you now?
So I can ask why?
You launched me
Off my throne
Into the ground.
You were cold.
Like the dirt on the grown.
You never eased the blow.

Where are you now?
I cry whenever someone mentions farms
Imagining you back
Into your orchard
Of veins you crawled under.

Where are you now?
Are you haunted
By the silence
Of looking at we did

These stars are memories
To remind me
To never lend my hand out.
Because people like you
Will just drag me
In with them.

Pages of calendars have turned
Yet I hear your stories
Stories of your smile
And your frown
Jason Cirkovic
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Jason Cirkovic  27/M/Colorado
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